Sandy and Joyce had secured a grant for the basic building costs, but Mama and I had added substantially to that, so we could build it with all the ex...ra amenities we wanted them to have. With six growing boys in a home, one clothes washer and dryer wasn't sufficient. We had three of each in our homes, in a laundry room built off the kitchen for easy access. There were clothes chutes in each of the upstairs bedrooms, these fed dirty clothes directly down to clothes bins in the laundry room.. 2 the head would pass my lips. By 14.3 I was pretty much busting a nut into my mouth without having to come up for a breather. I suppose this was when I realized that I either liked sucking cocks, or I liked getting blow jobs. Turns out both are true but I didn't come to terms with that until well after the following experience. At work one afternoon I was asked by a customer for some help. I followed through, got the guy what he was looking for and in the meantime he had started asking me. It felt good and it kept me in her good graces as an added bonus.“I owe you.” She described to me where I could find the spare house key and how to turn off the alarm. “She’ll be home around 9, so if you could spend an hour or so with him? He’s very friendly and well behaved. She says he’s usually pretty quiet in the afternoons. Love you.” “Love you too, Mistress,” I told her and that was that. Or it would have been, only I choose that moment to remember the poles and, without meaning too, I. "Oh, Fuuuuuck." I moaned as I grasped the sheets harder. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...On 1, he would withdraw, on 2, 3, he would thrust into me, on 4 and 5 he would keep himself deep within me. Repeating this process over and over. It was rhythmic clockwork of ecstasy. His motions went on perfectly uninterrupted for what felt like an hour. Then, like a change in sudden tempo, he changed his rhythm. A more fast pace 1, 2, 3, 4 was applied. The controlled steady 2, 3 turned into a more forceful.